A year today. I was battling for my life in the theatre.

What I thought was ovulation pain was a ruptured appendix!

It was 2 weeks to my Trad introduction.

The person who helped me make the diagnosis wasn’t a Dr, she is a non medic friend of mine who follows my health posts.

You see, it’s funny how sometimes we are not saved by our knowledge, but by the knowledge we pass on to others. Sharing is seed sowing, someday in dry season you might need the fruit from that tree.

I was rushed to the hospital and she was right! I was in shock. I was scared.

I had assisted in many surgeries. Done some minor ones myself under supervision. I knew all the complications and all the side effects of everything. I Dr Chioma Nwakanma, aka #DrZobo for the first time walked in the shoes of my patients! I WAS TERRIFIED!

A girl had to try some faith, so I asked if there could somehow be supportive care till after my introduction. Yes, all my medical sense flew out the window. All I could think of was Complications if surgery and death. The Devil tried mehn, Lol.
A few moments later...

In the theatre before they knocked me off with anesthesia (the scariest moment of my life), I looked at the anesthesiologist whom I had worked with for 2 years and said “Ma, whatever happens, wake me up. Don’t let me sleep on from here. I have to attend my wedding in 2 weeks”.

To the Dr, I said “Chief, please give me a sexy scar. Bikini line and hot. I still have honeymoon ahead of me”. We all laughed, we prayed and I was off.

I woke up hours later to my mum crying and praying to God with her fellowship sisters.

The next few days were full of pain and who knew I could go without food for 4 days and who knew my family’s prayer point could ever be, “God of SFI, please let your daughter Fart”.
Meanwhile, my husband was loosing his mind in Lagos. I was already in the East. He flew in ASAP!

2 weeks later, I got married traditionally on my two feet, I was farting and passing stool regularly, I was eating, I had lost a lot of weight and I had lost a lot of ‘friends’.
That period called for a lot of reassessment for me.

Online people didn’t know why I was offline, they moved on with their lives, few cared. A few even accused me of ‘snubbing’ their messages for weeks, one blocked me . Both on and offline, people saw the laughter, but they didn’t see the tears.

Lessons I learnt.
1. We are all human
2. Share willingly, don’t sow sparingly, one day, that seed might save you.
3. Don’t be quick to judge, “all that laughs is not joy”.
4. Learn to take breaks to take care of yourself, you are human too just like those you’re leading.

I appreciate everyone who was and has been there for me. Even some of you here noticed my absence last year. God bless you

God saved me. God taught me and I’m standing here, only because He made a way.

What has life taught you?
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